Saturday, April 11, 2009

Two Weeks With No Internet

The most recent poll here showed that the internet is by far our favourite thing to do nowadays.

Can't say I'm surprised. It's so clearly better than talking to people, isn't it? I mean... what if you're talking to someone, and you start to find them dull? You can't minimise their window. And what's the likelihood they can give you the very latest news, and sport? Not high.

Personally, if I'm without internet access for longer than about 10 minutes at a time, I begin to feel anxious and unwell.

Thanks for the good wishes, all. Which didn't go up earlier because I wasn't looking at the net/e-mail, to put them up. The hotel did have internet but I managed to resist it. Back now, and fully addicted again...

5.11. I couldn't agree more. This might be some sort of trivial little hobby to you Mr S. but to some of us it's far, far more than that, giving colour and the illusion of something that almost smells like purpose to our shoddy existences.